Chapter 123 Why I’m Excellent

The National Day holiday is over.

What follows is the midterm exam and the autumn school sports meeting.

Although the autumn school sports meet is usually held at the end of November, the registration process usually starts after the National Day.

Since Anting is a sports committee member, he has to take some time to take charge of the registration for the school sports meeting.

On high school campuses, especially among the top two high schools in the city, if you want to stand out and become a popular figure on campus, there are only a few ways, including study, sports, talent, and appearance.

Appearance is innate and difficult to change.

Talent has not yet reached the art show.

Learning, in No. 1 Middle School where all the students are top students, it is extremely difficult to stand out through learning.

The school sports meeting is obviously an opportunity to show combat effectiveness.

Among the girls, there is still some need to recruit men. On the other hand, the boys are gearing up and showing a strong desire to compete.

Some people do it for the so-called sense of collective honor, while others do it to stand out in front of the opposite sex they like.

In every young man’s youth, there is always someone he cares about, admires, or likes. That person brings a touch of sweetness and sourness to our boring campus youth, and dyes the gray-white picture of youth. A touch of color.

Although many people will not fall in love at this stage, there will always be that person in their hearts.

Window paper, in youth, is a kind of hazy ultimate beauty.

Thanks to this, Anting basically doesn’t need to worry about the boys.

The combat effectiveness of the sex ruffian is very high.

On Monday afternoon, after school, Anting spent some time organizing the registration work.

"Students, don't leave yet..."

The students are very cooperative in the work and have no complaints.

Wang Zihong had a bad idea. He wanted to see if Anting was in trouble. After the last physical education class, the students came to the conclusion that Anting was probably not good at sports. .

"An Ting, as a sports committee member, don't you set an example and sign up for a project?"

Hearing this, Anting thought about it carefully. As a sports committee member, he really should Taking a good lead, it was really unreasonable not to participate in any event, so he said directly: "Well... let me do the 400 meters."

After hearing that Anting was going to participate in the men's 400 meters,All the boys looked like they were "waiting for a good show".

His deskmate Chen Mo raised his fists and encouraged Anting: "Come on..."

"Oh!" Anting responded in a pretentious manner.

The boy didn’t know that other classmates were spreading rumors that he was not good at sports. He thought that Wang Zihong sincerely hoped that he, as a sports committee member, could play a leading role, so he signed up for the men’s 400 meters.

Due to the overflow of boy registrations, Anting did not embarrass Gao Fei any more. Anyway, Gao Fei could play whatever he liked.

Mainly because there are still a few projects for girls that no one cares about.

The school has a rigid rule that no one is allowed to abstain from any event in the school sports meeting unless there are special circumstances.

Otherwise, the collective points will be deducted.

As a sports committee member, Anting was directly responsible for this incident. He could only turn to people he was particularly familiar with, such as Bao Weiwei and Song Ci.

Bao Weiwei said cheerfully: "Then I'll give you face, just throw a medicine ball and watch me, Bao Weiwei, destroy the track and field field!!!"

Anting I was very satisfied with this arrangement, but I couldn't help but complain: "There's no need to destroy the track and field, just make up the number."

There is a heavyweight girl in Class 1, Grade 1, who is exactly The deputy squad leader, Wu Meimei, is 1.75 meters tall and weighs over 170 pounds. She has a big frame and is very strong.

Isn’t the medicine ball the number one casually? It's like picking something out of a bag!

Every event requires two people. Anyway, Wu Meimei can win, and Bao Weiwei can only make up the number.

Bao Weiwei: "I'm so angry! I knew I wouldn't have helped you!"

Immediately afterwards.

The young man looked at Song Ci who was reading a book and said, "Little sister, would you like to sign up for a name?"

Little sister, this is the name given to Song Ci by Anting. The nickname is, on the one hand, the elder sister, but on the other hand, she is not a big sister, so she is not a big sister.

Song Ci was a little unhappy. Since he was in class, he did not have an attack. He just said with a dark face, "An Ting, do you think I will help you if you call me like this?"

An Ting was not a vegetarian, so if he pointed it out, he said: "Song Ci, do you still remember that in the third grade of junior high school, when you helped me and Gao Fei sign autographs, did I call you something? You Do you want to hear it again?"

Hearing this, Song Ci was stunned for a moment, and then a voice came to his mind - Dad.

Song Ci, don’t force me to call you daddy.

She quickly shouted stop, "Stopppp...Don't do such stupid things in school, my reputation will be ruined..."

If Anting calls his dad in the class, what kind of rumors will happen on campus? It's incredible. I dare to believe it.

"Shocked! The number one scholar and the second-ranked scholar are superficially lovers, but actually they are father and son."

"Shocked! The perfect girl Song Ci is actually someone else's father. "S properties"

And so on...

However, even though Anting was so threatening, Song Ci still rejected him. She had a legitimate reason, "An Ting, this time It's not that I won't help you, it's just that something is really going on. "

"What's the matter? "

"Didn't I join the school radio station? When the time comes, I will have a job that belongs to me, and I won’t be able to do anything else. "

Anting doesn't force it anymore. During the school sports meeting, the school radio station will indeed be busy.

"Oh..."

Just right When Anting was in trouble, a timid voice came out from the corner.

The little transparent Chen Mo mustered up the courage, poked his chest with two fingers, and said coquettishly: "An Ting...An Ting, do you have any other projects that no one has signed up for? I...I can make up the number of people, but I can't win... ”

At that moment, the whole class looked at her.

As soon as she said this, the mushroom-head Chen Mo’s face turned red, and she lay on the table, then raised her head slightly, and looked across the Bangs, looking at Anting.

If Song Ci is a dog and Qiao Liang is a cat, then Chen Mo is probably... a rookie.

Standing next to Song Ci’s seat Anting, hearing the words of his deskmate Chen Mo, smiled tenderly and said: "I am 200 meters short of a woman, thank you. ”

Shyly, this is Chen Mo’s current situation and the past.

This does not mean that she does not want to change.

Anting really can’t Rejecting a girl who mustered up the courage to change.

Actually...seeing this, other girls have a deeper understanding of Anting - to put it bluntly, it is a central air conditioner like a mudslide , He is kind to everyone.

Actually... this view is incorrect. Rather than saying that Anting is a central air conditioner, it is better to be a 29-year-old soul, giving him a sense of responsibility to take care of teenagers and girls.

It’s just that no one can see this.

…

But in fact.

Except Chen Besides Mo, there is another person who wants to change.

After the disbandment, on the slope outside the canteen, Gao Fei told Anting, "FatI want to sign up for the men's 3000 meters..."

After hearing this, Anting frowned and said in surprise: "Real or false? "

"Really... Because Senior Shen Huanyue once said that she likes boys who are good at sports, he just signed up. I don't know if he is smart or stupid, but he knows that he can't win in sprinting. , there is no advantage in high jump or long jump, so I choose 3,000 meters. ”

Anting and Shen Huanyue are actually not familiar with each other, they are just acquaintances at best.

That girl seems to be very good, somewhat similar to Song Ci, regardless of whether she is early or not. Puppy love, at least the standard of mate selection is probably very high.

The fact that a fat man participated in the 3000 meters sounds outrageous, but if you think about it seriously, it is not unreasonable.
< br /> With the fat man’s height of 1.64 meters and body of 164 pounds, it is almost impossible for him to win in sprinting or high jump and long jump.

The only advantage - endurance .

Just go and participate in the men’s 3000 meters.

I’ll beat you to death!

Anting looked at the sunset with a hint of helplessness and complained. He said: "Hey, a young kid in adolescence will really do anything for the girl he likes. ”

Although I don’t support puppy love, everything has two sides. One thing cannot be denied - when you really like someone, you feel that you are not worthy of it anyway, and you work hard for it, constantly Become excellent.

The biggest problem is that young people are mentally immature, and in this process of constant pursuit, they can easily become evil...

Overall, it is still not supported Puppy love.

Since Anting and Zhu Jiajun are not in the same class, and he is busy with other things, he really cannot care about Fatty’s current situation all the time.

On the contrary, Gao Fei It's very clear.

On the surface, Gao Fei is playful, good at teaching others, and teaches fat people to chase girls. This boy may be caring about his friends in his own way.

Think about it this way , Anting felt a little ashamed.

"Gao Fei, I seem to have misunderstood. I thought you were just having fun and helped the fat man chase the girl. I didn't expect you..."

Before the moved Anting could finish his words, a dark-skinned figure passed by, wearing a one-size-larger school uniform shirt. The white shirt did not cover the sports shorts. At first glance, it looked like she was not wearing pants. She was a bit sexy and full of power. Her thighs were covered with sweat, and she walked slowly through a pair of sneakers.

It was Lin Yong from the physical education class.

This girl was not amazing in appearance, but she was still pretty. Attractive, especially the black-skinned body, the more you look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

She must have just finished the afternoon sports training. When she saw Gao Fei, she smiled happily, holding the volleyball in one hand and waving it with the other, saying: "Junior Gao...Junior An..."

Gao Fei immediately showed his beautiful eyes and waved wildly, "Hello, senior~"

Seeing this, Anting was speechless.

I take back what I just wanted to say. Gao Fei, a hottie, just wants to have fun and flirt with girls by himself.

It’s so disgusting.

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After learning that Zhu Jiajun was going to participate in the men’s 3000 meters, Anting, who did not have enough time, made a decision to accompany Zhu Jiajun for special training.

Every afternoon after school, we go to the track and field for special training together!

Even five groups of people made announcements, making it very grand.

On the one hand, summer has passed and autumn has come, and the weather is no longer hot, so physical exercise can be appropriately strengthened; on the other hand, Anting has also participated in the men's 400 meters, so it is always right to become stronger.

They also called Bao Weiwei and Song Ci.

Bao Weiwei agreed readily. She originally felt that she was fat and would not resist physical training.

An Ting pinched Bao Weiwei’s face seriously and said: “Young girl, don’t lose weight, I really like pinching your face.”

In this materialistic world, In the world, only Bao Weiwei's face was left with some warmth.

Bao Weiwei said unceremoniously: "Go to hell!"

Song Ci was reluctant, saying it depends on the situation, but her body was very honest and would appear five days a week. Once or twice.

She did not participate in any school sports events, nor did she need to participate in training. She always held a book on the bench of the track and field, or sat directly on the lawn.

Song Ci already knew that Zhu Jiajun had a crush on the student council president, but he did not stop it. At least when it came to physical exercise, he had no complaints and silently supported it.

In every small group, everyone’s emotions are not evenly distributed. Although Zhu Jiajun is the weakest link, he must be recognized.

The campus is always very lively at dusk in early autumn. Whether it is the basketball court, the track and field, or even the badminton court and table tennis court, students walk in groups of twos and threes.

Among the many small groups, Anting and the other five are the most enviable ones.

The boss Anting, the slutty Gao Fei, the squad leader Song Ci, the living treasure Bao Weiwei, and the little transparent Zhu Jiajun.

That is aA very sincere friendship.

Maybe... there is something mixed in...

...

The No. 1 Middle School is located in the suburbs of Nancheng District, in a small hilly area. In addition to the two large slopes inside and outside the school, there are many smaller slopes.

The track and field field is far away from the school gate. There is a circle of artificial turf on the periphery, about one or two meters long. Behind it is a wall with a height of three or four meters. Above it is the main horizontal road of the school. Located on a flag-raising platform, from there, you can always overlook the panoramic view of the track and field.

At this moment, Song Ci was sitting on the sloping artificial lawn, watching the teenagers running under the sunset, and suddenly couldn't help but sigh.

"Become good for the girl you like, hot-blooded idiot."

The moment the words fell, a cold touch came from her cheek, frightening the girl. , the ears twitched, like a little hedgehog, inexplicably cute.

When I turned my eyes, the first thing I saw was a bottle of black bean-flavored Vitasoy. Then I looked up again, and it was Anting.

Anting only signed up for the men’s 400m, while Zhu Jiajun signed up for the 3,000m. The amount of exercise between the two is different.

While Zhu Jiajun was still racing on the track, the boy had already gone to the canteen and bought drinks for his friends.

He should have heard Song Ci’s emotion and joked, “A hot-blooded idiot is also very cute...”

Song Ci muttered: “Eavesdrop on my speech. ."

"How do I know you are talking to yourself, little sister."

Eavesdropping, usually eavesdropping on the conversation between two people, who could predict you? Will talk to himself alone.

Song Ci blushed and said: "Don't call me little sister again!"

"Then you have to grow up again!"

She is still far from being a big sister.

Perhaps sensing that Song Ci was going to be angry if the topic of beeping was raised, Anting said with a hint of changing the topic: "There is nothing wrong with becoming good for the person you like. "

Love is an inner driving force.

“What about you?” Song Ci asked curiously.

Under the setting sun, the young man suddenly turned his head, letting the setting sun pull his shadow far away. He stared at the girl, smiled and said: "I am doing it for you..."
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